#post rumbling

[dgbewessh]

Ambassador’s testimony - “when is the last time you saw Eren Jaeger?”

[spookyeomgoose]

After The War

Pairing: Levi Ackerman X Fem! Reader

WC: 2.5k

CW: None, just fluffy, soft, post-rumbling Levi finding happiness:)

For my pookie @megumour since I said I'd write you some Levi once you finished Attack on Titan, I hope you enjoy <3

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You and Levi met after the rumbling. After everything had calmed down, and lives were finally getting back to normal; well, as normal as they could be.  

You were just a civilian living in Trost when everything had happened, and you volunteered after it all, wanting to get back into normal life as soon as possible. 

Then you saw him for the first time- a scar covering his left eye all the way down to his mouth, sitting in a wheelchair, hands bandaged to cover where fingers once were. 

He was handing out lollipops to refugee children, a melancholy look on his face. 

Seeing the box was almost empty, you grab another that’s a few feet away and hand it to him. 

“Here,” you whisper, trying to stop your cheeks from flushing. 

Levi looks up at you and nods silently, handing you the nearly empty box.

You watch for a while longer, watching the gentleness in his expression as he looks at the kids. 

Every day for the next few months, you come up beside him, silently handing out candy with him. He never really acknowledges you, except for a few nods every now and then. 

It takes a year for him to finally start talking to you. Never much, but small conversation, asking where you were from, what you did for work before the Rumbling, even your random love for wood carvings.

He always sat and listened when you talked. And when you asked him about himself, surprisingly enough, he answered. He didn’t talk a lot, but he did tell you about his childhood and his time in the scouts. 

“I was Commander over the ones that fought Eren,” he says softly, pausing to look out to the distance, as if reminiscing. “I really liked the kid, y’know. I might not have shown it the best, but I did.” Levi turns to you, his eyes full of pain and sadness. “He was supposed to be our hope. Stop it all. Which…I guess he did, but…” his voice trails off as he looks away. 

You tentatively rest a hand on his shoulder in a comforting gesture. Surprisingly, he doesn’t shake it off immediately, but he does do it after a few moments, tensing up and acting like it’s not something he deserves. 

“You all did amazing,” you say softly, resting your hand on your leg. “We’re all grateful for what you did. But I can’t even imagine what it must have been like to go through all of that.” 

He gives a small nod. “Thank you.” 

As months go on, you become somewhat of a constant to Levi. You’re there beside him every day. It may not be at the same time every day, but he knows you’ll always show up. 

One day, you bring him a small loaf of bread. You had recently started a job at a small bakery, one of the first ones to open back up after the rumbling. 

“Here.” your face is quiet and your cheeks are flushed as you hand him the small loaf. “There was extra…I thought you might enjoy it.” 

Levi takes the small loaf of bread, his fingers barely brushing yours; but it’s enough to send a shiver up your spine. 

It becomes a ritual: you bringing Levi a small loaf of bread every week. Sometimes they’re sweet, full of small pieces of chocolate and fruit, other times more savory, ones full of garlic and thyme. 

Your heart skips a beat when he gives you the tiniest smile as you hand him a sourdough loaf. 

“You really don’t have to keep doing this.” Levi huffs, looking up at you. 

You can’t help but smile, not even trying to stop your cheeks from flushing. “I know. But I want to.” 

Two years pass, and you and Levi have grown closer. He’s invited you over for tea, you’ve met his former scouts, and have even had dinner with them multiple times, getting closest to Mikasa and Annie. You even met the teens he considered to be like a niece and nephew- Gabi and Falco. 

They came over often, helping with his garden and tasks around the house. The two seemed to be in love, something that made your heart clench. 

You had always wanted to be in love, but the Rumbling had made you think that wasn’t possible. But now, with Levi…maybe with time it would be. 

It’s a windy day when the two of you are out on the porch of his house, drinking tea. You nearly jump out of your seat when you feel his fingers brush your temple, tucking your hair behind you. 

You whip your head around to look at him, and he’s got a fond expression on his face. But the moment you lock eyes with him, he turns away, clearing his throat. But you don’t miss the pink on the tips of his ears. 

“Walk with me around the garden,” Levi says softly, pulling out his cane. He stands up slowly and offers you his arm, which you gracefully take. 

You’re trying your best to not giggle like a schoolgirl as the two of you slowly walk around his garden together. 

“Gabi and Falco have done well,” you hum, subconsciously rubbing small circles on his arm with your finger. 

Levi nods in agreement, looking at the vegetables that are blooming wonderfully, and the flowers in the bed nearby. “They’re good kids, you know.” 

“If life was different, do you think you would have wanted a family of your own?” you ask softly.

He stops walking, and you notice his grip on his cane gets a little tighter. 

Panic filling your voice, you backtrack, “I-I’m sorry if that was too personal, I-“

His voice cuts you off. It’s quiet and thoughtful. “I think that maybe I would.” He looks up at you, his gaze full of that same fondness you’ve seen a few times before, but this time it’s deeper and contemplative. 

You gulp, unable to stop the heat blooming on your face. But you continue, prodding a little further. “How many would you want?” 

“As many as my wife would be willing to give me.”

The year continues on, and you notice little by little how bold he becomes, but at the same time, how he looks whenever you try to return the affection he gives you. When he rests his hand on your knee for the first time, you gently rest yours back on top of his, which makes him tense up, that same look of guilt and undeserving. 

You were boldest when he got you a small gift on your birthday, a small flower carved from wood. The lines were shaky, but from that you can tell it was handmade. 

“Levi…you made this for me?” you ask softly, voice quiet with awe.

He nods, the tips of his ears flushing pink once again, shifting nervously in his wheelchair. “I…I did. I apologize that it doesn’t look as well as it could have. I just remember you talking about your admiration for wood carvings.”

You don’t even think before you lean in, pressing a kiss to the long scar on his face, just above his lip. Before you can pull away, he catches you off guard, hand flying to the back of your head and pulling you into a real kiss. It’s soft but desperate, one full of longing and yearning for love. His lips are plush, just the way you imagined they’d be. You can even feel the small indent of his scar across his lips, indents that you trace with your tongue carefully before diving back in. 

When you finally pull away, his cheeks are flushed with the most beautiful shade of pink you’ve ever seen. 

“I love you, Levi.” you whisper, the words slipping out before you can stop them. 

Your eyes widen, as do his, and it takes him a moment to respond. He takes a breath as he looks into your eyes and whispers, “I want you to be mine. Please.” 

You nod, and he pulls you in for another kiss, nearly having you straddle him in his wheelchair, only stopping when Gabi and Falco arrive, the latter’s face being flushed as he looks away shyly. 

“S-Sorry, Mr. Levi, we didn’t mean to interrupt.” Falco murmurs, while Gabi has the biggest smile on her face. 

“You did it! Mr. Levi I knew you would do it soon! I told you, Falco!” She laughs, hugging the shy boy next to her. 

“Settle down, Gabi,” Levi murmurs, unable to stop the smile on his lips. 

The two of you decide to take your new relationship slow. Well, you did at first. You move in barely three months after beginning your relationship, at Levi’s insistence because “you’re here every day anyways.” 

It was hard at first to live with him. Not because you didn’t get along, but because he still wouldn’t let you help him, no matter what it was. It took you nearly being in tears for him to understand how much you really wanted to help him; how much you truly wanted to care for him.

Your forehead resting on his knee, tears soaking the fabric of his pants as he sits on the edge of the bed. “Please,” you sob quietly, your voice choked, “I want to love you, and help you, and care for you. Please let me in, Levi.”

And so he does. Every night you bathe with him, gently washing his scars, pressing soft kisses to his head as you do so. He washes you, too; carefully washing your skin with reverence. You help him get into bed, letting him lean on you while he gingerly lowers himself onto the mattress. 

The home the two of you share is now filled with peace and love. It takes Levi a while to adjust, to allow himself to feel like he deserves this, deserves the light and comfort you’ve brought to his life. 

He was a weapon all his life, one used by his uncle, then the Scouts, always defending himself and others. But now? You were here. He didn’t have to be a weapon with you. He could be vulnerable and small with you; allow himself to melt into you when you hold him most nights. He could relax and feel peace, something he never thought he’d feel in this lifetime. 

For two years he courts you, loving you and showing you that you were becoming the most important person in his life. Sharing mornings and evenings, stolen touches and secret moments.  He even took you to the small graves he made for Erwin and Zoe, his fallen comrades and best friends. 

“I love her,” Levi says softly, speaking to the small headstones nestled in the ground. “I knew you would have loved her, too.” his eyes well with tears as he looks at the stones, missing his friends dearly, and hurting even more at the fact that they would never meet you in this life. 

“I’ll take care of him, I promise.” you muse, gently leaving a rose on each of their graves. 

It’s a chilly winter morning when the two of you are sitting on the couch in front of the fireplace, drinking tea. You’re snuggled into his side, your head on his shoulder.

“Marry me,” Levi whispers into your hair. 

Your head snaps up and you look at him, wide-eyed. “W-What?”

Levi takes your teacup and sets it on the coffee table, and takes your left hand, sliding a small, silver band onto your ring finger. 

“I cannot imagine my life without you. You have been my rock for six years. Become my wife, and share a future with me, please.” he slides off the couch, shakily getting on one knee, ignoring the pain shooting through his left leg. “I want to take care for as long as I possibly can.” Tears fill his eyes as he grabs your hand and kisses it softly. “What do you say?”

You nod, grabbing his face and kissing him, the saltiness from your tears mixing with the flavor of the tea he had sipped just moments before proposing. The words he was never able to say over the years bleeding onto your lips. 

You wed that spring, he didn’t want to wait very long. 

Queen Historia officiated your wedding, and his scouts Armin, Reiner, Jean, and Connie were his groomsmen, with Armin being his best man. Mikasa and Annie were your bridesmaids, Falco was the ring bearer, and Gabi was the flower girl. 

As you walk down the aisle in a simple, handmade wedding gown, Levi almost falls over, tears streaming down his face. You look like a vision to him, and he looks like the most handsome man you have ever seen.

During the ceremony, Armin stood to Levi’s side, holding him upright so he could stand. His hands never left yours, and his vows were full of the words he finally had the courage to say. 

“I admit that it took me a few years to warm up to you, but I admit now that it was the best thing that I’ve ever done,” he starts, his thumb tracing the wedding band now set on your ring finger. “Your smile became something I started to look forward to every day, the small loaves of bread you brought me became the highlight of my week.” he looks into your eyes, a tear falling from his good eye. “You…are the best thing that’s ever happened to me. You’ve become the one constant in my life, and you have brought me a sense of peace I never thought I’d feel…never thought I deserved. But you’ve shown me that I deserve it, and for that, I’ll be forever grateful.”

“I now pronounce you man and wife,” Historia proudly announces. 

As the two of you share a kiss, it feels like life has begun anew for the both of you, giving you a chance at life you never thought you’d have. 

It’s only two months later when you realize you’re pregnant, and it’s safe to say that Levi is ecstatic. 

Throughout your pregnancy, despite his limited movement, he doesn’t let you do anything, and makes Gabi and Falco help you whenever he can’t. And to keep you company while he went and worked throughout your pregnancy, he got you a companion; a golden retriever that he named Sasha, because, “she eats a lot, reminds me of someone I once knew”.

That winter, you gave birth. Twins! A beautiful boy and a pretty little girl. Your boy, Eren Erwin, looks just like Levi. Your little girl, Zoe Kuchel, looks just like you. Since you didn’t have family of your own left, you agreed with naming them after the most important people in his life. 

As time went on, Levi found himself more and more grateful for his life every day. He thanked whatever power might be out there for granting him this peace in life. You grew more beautiful as you grew older, and your children grew up strong, even becoming friends with the scout’s own kids. 

The peace he never thought he deserved was right here. And he thought that even if it would take him almost half of his life to achieve it, he would choose to do it, and to find you, over and over again, if it meant it could be his.

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2026, spookyeomgoose

do not copy or feed into ai

reblogs and feedback appreciated :P

[casualaruanienjoyer]

An idea I had for a while now! Ambassadors testing hobbies post rumbling!

Today: ART!

[rirahwritesit09]

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑳𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝑰𝒏𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆—𝑴𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕

🍆 = 𝒓𝒊𝒑𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒂𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅

Prologue

Chapter One: Echoes of Paradise. 🍆

Chapter Two: Part one-Touch Like Ruin 🍆

Chapter Two: Part Two-Visions and Shadows🍆

Chapter Three: The Man in the Chair

Chapter Four: Slip of the Tongue🍆

Chapter Five: Enemies in the Room

Chapter Six: Midnight Ride 🍆

Chapter Seven: The Inheritors Sentence

Chapter Eight: Ad Finem Tecum

Chapter Nine : The Biggest in the Survey Corps🍆

Chapter Nine: Part Two-The Biggest in the Survey Corps🍆

Chapter Ten: Open for Interpretation 🍆

Chapter Eleven: Lost Research

Chapter Twelve: Ledgers and Lanterns

Chapter Thirteen: The Calm Before the Blade

Chapter Fourteen: The Gala Trap

Chapter Fifteen: Found in Apple Seeds

Chapter Sixteen: Caged Bird 🍆

Chapter Seventeen: Seven Days is Enough

Chapter eighteen: Here Comes Levi in a Baby Carriage

Chapter Eighteen: Part Two-Little Troup

Chapter Nineteen: Not Without My Permission

Chapter Twenty: Good Job, My Sweet Girl

Chapter Twenty-One: The Note

Chapter Twenty-Two: A Calm Place

Chapter Twenty-Four: The Cards Don’t Lie

Chapter Twenty-Five: Six Long Weeks 🍆

Chapter Twenty-Six: Everything Clicked

Chapter Twenty-Seven Part One: No Matter What 🍆

Chapter Twenty-Seven Part Two: You Reap What You Sow

Chapter Twenty-Eight: Signal in the Static

Chapter Twenty-Nine: Bruises and Discipline🍆

Chapter Thirty: A Coordinated Attack

Chapter Thirty-One: Could Have Been Me

Chapter Thirty-Two: Watch Me

Chapter Thirty-Three: The Land Of The Rising Sun

Chapter Thirty-Four: Bounty

[caffeinateddino]

Post Rumbling! Levi Ackerman x reader [18+]

title: i hit my toe

♡ warnings: sexual content, masturbation, masturbation interruptus, no actual sex

summary: You, a former squad leader in the survey corps luckily survived the rumbling and now you're staying with Levi in Marley, attending him and keeping him company

though there might more than basic comradery between you because you catch him mastrubating to the thoughts of you.

second part is here

"Peppers... cucumbers... milk... bread..." You checked the basket once more as you made your way toward the house where you were staying with Levi. "All done," you whispered, satisfied that the grocery shopping was finally complete. The day had been long, but at last, it was over.

You were a former squad leader in the Survey Corps, now staying with Levi in Marley to assist and attend to him following the rumbling. Your role had shifted from field leader to just someone who's living a domestic life with Levi, balancing your days between supporting Levi and working as a nurse at the local hospital. The adjustment had been significant, and you only saw him in the evenings.

Lately, you’d noticed some changes in him. His once sharp, hardened demeanor had softened—not that it was a bad thing. Perhaps he was just being kinder to you, the last person remaining from the original squad leaders. His habits had shifted too. Levi was sleeping better now, getting at least six or seven hours of rest, and even taking naps during the day.

It was a relief to see him taking care of himself after all the years of sleepless nights.

As you unlocked the door and quietly stepped inside, careful not to make any noise, just in case if Levi's asleep. You placed the straw basket down gently. After locking the door behind you, you slipped off your jacket and shoes, smoothing your hair in the mirror before walking further into the house.

But then, something made you stop—a soft whimper. You frowned, pausing to listen. Was Levi hurt? Did something happen? The sound was faint but unmistakable, coming from his room. The door was slightly ajar, and your heart raced as you cautiously peeked inside.

You stood frozen at the door, your hand flying to your mouth in shock. What you initially thought was pain turned out to be something entirely different.

Levi's slender figure lay on his bed, the blanket covering his thighs but not concealing the rest of him. He was slowly stroking himself, one arm shielding his eyes as soft whimpers escaped him with each stroke. Beads of pre-cum trailed down his tip to his fingers, and the usually stoic expression on his face was replaced with an expression of quiet need.

What startled you even more was the way his lips parted, and a breathless, almost inaudible whisper of your name escaped them. It was barely more than a murmur, but it was unmistakably.. your name.

Your heart raced as he whimpered your name again, this time with a strained groan. His hand's pace quickened, and despite his attempts to keep quiet, you could hear every muffled breath, every whisper of your name. The room felt suffocating, and your own breath grew heavy as you watched him.

What were you supposed to do? Say something? Give him privacy? Seeing him so vulnerable and needy made you feel both selfish and compelled to act. Levi, who had endured so much and carried the weight of the world, was here, letting go in the privacy of his while.. thinking of you. The realization struck you deeply. It was both shocking and disarming.

He looked beautiful. you felt a desperate need to reach out to him, to replace his hand with your own and share this moment of vulnerability with him.

You watched as his jaw tightened, his body arching slightly off the bed as he climaxed, thick drops of cum seeping through his fingers. He moved his arm away from his eyes and rubbed his face with his clean hand, a sigh of frustration and.. guilt escaping him.

your breath caught in your throat, and you couldn’t help but gasp softly in surprise. The sound was almost imperceptible, but Levi’s sharp instincts immediately picked up on it. His body tensed, and his eyes flew open, searching the room with a mixture of shock and embarrassment.

In an instant, he turned his head toward the door, his expression shifting from blissful vulnerability to one of acute awareness. His face uncharacteristically flushed, and he quickly pulled the blanket over himself, his movements a mix of hurried and deliberate.

Levi’s gaze locked onto yours, and a heavy silence filled the room. His usually stoic demeanor cracked, revealing an uncharacteristic blend of shame and vulnerability. He took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling as he struggled to regain his composure.

“Why... why are you here?” His voice was a low, strained whisper, a stark contrast to the softness it had held moments before. His eyes flickered with a mix of defensiveness and pleading, as though searching for a way to explain or make amends. You could see him grappling with the sudden shift from pleasure to exposure, his mind racing to process the intrusion. His hand trembled slightly as he tried to cover himself more securely, but his eyes never left yours.

“I'm sorry,” you finally managed to say, your voice trembling slightly. “I didn’t see anything.” you quickly turned yiur face away. "didn’t mean to intrude,” you said, your voice steady despite the turmoil inside. “I just… I must have hit my toe on something.. I didn’t actually see or hear anything.” You lied.

Levi raised a brow, a mixture of relief and lingering embarrassment flickering across his face. He nodded slowly, clearly still processing the situation.

“Right,” he said, his voice a little more controlled now. “I see.” You took a deep breath, determined to maintain a sense of normalcy. “I’ll be in the kitchen if you need anything,” you said, forcing a calm smile. “I’ll make some tea. Just let me know if you want to join.” Levi gave a slight nod, his expression still guarded but appreciative of your attempt to give him space. “Thanks,” he murmured.

As you walked away, your mind raced with the revelation of what you had unintentionally stumbled upon. The image of Levi, so vulnerable and whispering your name, lingered in your thoughts. It was a striking contrast to the composed and stoic persona he usually presented.

In the quiet of the kitchen, as you prepared the tea, you couldn’t shake the feeling of being caught between an overwhelming sense of intimacy and the need to respect Levi’s privacy. The knowledge that he had been thinking of you in such an intimate moment was.. disarming..

No but, shit.. like..???

[darcycrow]

Imagining aruani's first kiss post-rumbling,,,, in the dark of the night, they're having their usual conversations after the working day is done and everyone's drawn to their own corners. Armin cannot get enough of listening to Annie, he soaks up everything she has to say, even when she rambles. From the high of having such an attentive listener personally interested in her for the first time, she goes on and on as they walk. "You owe me a whole lot of listening," she said before. It was a secret victory he kept close to his heart, he soaked up in the bliss of being chosen by one and only Annie Leonhardt.

And after a while they're tired of sitting and walking around harsh rocks. Armin sits down stiffly with his knees up and leans back to a long ruin of wall, and gestures her to to do same. She sits close. From the courage given from countless nights spent like this prior, and the sweet exhaustion from call of sleep, he gently puts her head on his shoulder. To his surprise, as if he'd done it before, Annie wraps her arms around him and and leans her legs to his as well. Without thinking, he kisses her head. She pulls back and kisses him on the lips, just a responsive peck. Of course it evolves to a whole makeout session immediately lmao.

[pluckypenguingalaxy]

I never noticed Levi was holding glasses in this image before?? At first I thought they might be sunglasses, but the color of the lenses might just be because of the ground behind them. So if I dare lose my marbles and speculate, perhaps: 1. They are sunglasses, and he has experienced sensitivity to light in his remaining eye after the thunderspear injury. Based on the angle of the shadows, Levi isn't looking near the sun so he wouldn't need them right there, presuming the sensitivity isn't severe. If anyone Knows stuff about this topic please please tell me everything and if I'm wrong. 2. They are regular glasses for farsightedness. I say farsighted because he's seemingly looking at birds in the distance and has elected to not have them on. This could be the result of natural aging, but is it also possible his eyesight in that eye was damaged by the thunder spear to a lesser extent? 3. He just likes sunglasses.

[ralucafarcas]

The man everyone has been waiting for!! Reiner is here💜 Look, I want this guy to be happy, so I made him all dapper for you all.

My headcanon is that Jean helped him be more confident in himself through fashion, and he also picked this outfit for Reiner. Even Annie has to admit that it suits him.

💜Which one of my Aot Characters in 20th Century Outfits is your favorite so far?